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Part 25

I walk up behind them and none of them see me. I clear my throat and they all turn around. And I swear that every one of their mouths dropped. So far so good.

They all just stood there for a second, "Are you guys ready?"

"Uh, yeah. Sierra can I talk to you?" Cameron asks me. I nod and he grabs my arm dragging me away from the group.

"Yes Cam?" I ask innocently.

"What is all this?" he asks, motioning to my appearance.

"What do you mean?"

"This isn't you, Sierra" he says, almost as if he is disappointed in me.

"What's that supposed to mean? Are you implying that I'm a slut or something because if y-"

"Sierra! That's not at all what I meant! I'm just saying, this isn't you" he finishes and walks away. I'm dumbfounded. I quickly rejoin the group and we walk in silence to the limo. As we walk I can feel eyes burning into me, assuming they are Nash's I just ignore them.

No more than ten minutes later we get to the party. The house is huge, The music is loud, and there are people everywhere. Well this should be interesting.

I text Caleb telling him we're here and to meet us outside. After a minute or so I see his mess of blonde hair walking out the front door. I get out of the limo and the guys follow behind me. I walk over to Caleb and he sees me.

He smiles widely, "I'm so glad you came" he says and pulls me into a hug.

"Me too" I smile. "Oh yeah! Guys this is Caleb. And Caleb these are the guys" I say motioning between the two. "That's Cameron, Jack, Matt, Shawn, Aaron, Taylor, Carter, Jack, and... Nash" I tell him.

He nods, "Cool. Well drinks are in the kitchen and the dance floor is out back. Knock yourselves out"

The guys all nod and thank him. We part our separate ways. I feel Nash looking at me though as he goes with Cameron somewhere else. As soon as they walk away I sigh.

"What?" Caleb asks raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing"

"Who is it?" I give him a questioning look. "Which one of the guys is it?" He asks. It's crazy how he already knows.

"It's Nash. Dark hair, blue eyes" I tell him.

He nods in understanding, "Do you wanna talk about it?"

I bite my lip. Should I tell him? I mean, we just met, but we're already great friends. "Yeah sure"

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"And now I don't know what to do because at first I thought he liked me! But then I thought to myself: Why would he like you? I mean, he's famous. He could get any girl he wanted. Why would he choose me out of thousands?" I ramble on about Nash to Caleb. He's been listening intently for the past twenty minutes.

"Wait a second" he cuts me off. I just stop talking and look at him. "Stop making it sound like you're this terrible person that no one could ver possibly like because that's not true!"

I feel my cheeks heating up, "Thanks, Caleb"

"Anytime" he smiles at me.

"What do you want to do now?" I ask him. We've been sitting in a secluded area in the backyard for a while because I've been telling him about Nash.

"Do you wanna dance?" he asks me.

"Yeah, sure" I tell him as we stand up. We make it to the dance floor and start messing around. I'm not much of a dancer. A slower song comes on and he grabs my hips and I wrap my arms around his neck. Out of the corner of my eye I can see the piercing blue eyes of the guy who's making me crazy staring into me.

"Everything okay?" Caleb whispers in my ear.

"Did you see him too?" I ask, referring to Nash.

"Yeah..." He pauses for a second. "Wanna make him jealous?" he asks me. I think about it. Should I?

My mind wanders back to what Cam implied earlier. I'm not being a slut, am I? I mean, I don't sleep around so no. But I could be considered kind of a bitch for this.

"I don't know..."

"Come on. Just a little bit?"

"Okay, fine. How?" I ask. I've never really done anything like this before.

"First..." he says, then pulls our bodies together. "Now lay your head on my chest" I do as he says and we sway to the music. "Wait, look at me" I look up at him and he presses our foreheads together.

"What was that for?" I ask staring into his eyes, our foreheads still together.

"He was getting bored. We have to keep the show going" he winks and I giggle. He lightly kisses my nose, then my cheek. Wow, he's good at this.

The song finally ends and a more upbeat one plays.

"Now what?" I ask him.

"You still want to make him jealous?" he asks.

"Yeah, this is fun" I wink at him. He laughs and grabs hold of my hips spinning my around and pressing my butt against his front. He wraps his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder.

He moves his head so his mouth is right by my ear, "He's still looking at us. I think he's getting pretty upset" he whispers in my ear. He lightly nibbles at the skin on my neck as I laugh. "Yep, he's pissed"

"Maybe we should stop then. I don't want him to mad, just a little jealous" he nods and steps away from me. He puts his hand on the small of my back and leads me inside. We walk right past Nash and I decide not to make eye contact with him.

Should I feel bad about this? Because I don't...

Nash's POV

I can't believe what I just watched. Sierra and that guy Caleb. Wow. How could I be so stupid to think she actually liked me?

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A/N: woah there sierra...